I need to find a job.  But, I've read a couple of good books recently.  John Piper's "The Supremecy of God in Preaching" is great.  I wish GCTS would require that one.  Brennan Manning's "Ruthless Trust" is also really good. 

Watching my Dad chase a 7 month old puppy last night was really funny.  Of course, I'm easily amused.

Ok, first of all, Derek Webb (formerly of Caedmon's Call) has a new cd out.  I just picked it up at Wal-Mart for like $10, and it seems to be really good.  I don't know if y'all like the kind of music I like, but it is good.

Secondly, here are two quotes I came accross in my reading today.  Enjoy.

"That's so often where God speaks.  In trouble.  God's Word addresses us when we are trapped in one way or another.  So God speaks liberation to slaves, including people enslaved by their own appetites.  The Word of God is meant to lead people out of bondage and into the glorious freedom of the children of God."  Cornelius Plantinga, Jr.

"You weren't put on earth to be remembered.  You were put here to prepare for eternity."  Rick Warren

Later

Indiana.  It's not that bad.  After living in New England for the last few years, it is strange to have people on the street and in stores actually make eye contact with me, smile, and say "Hello."  I find myself still ducking, avoiding the eye contact.  Aaaaahhhhh.  The Midwest.  Home of flat land, bad weather, and friendly people.

I had a milestone yesterday.  I passed my Indiana driver's license test on the first try.  Considering that it took me 3 times to pass the KS test, this is a pretty big deal. 

Well, this is interesting.  I have recently finished a master's degree, theoretically in divinity, and have moved to Indiana.  Can I tell you that this is a weird place?  The town I'm staying in and the town next to it just kind of run into one another.  Like some sort of urban sprawl, except I wouldn't exactly call it urban.  Maybe it is more of two small towns surrounded by housing developments, so sort of a suburban sprawl.

The question keeps coming to my mind, "Why in the hell am I here?"  Don't get me wrong, I love my parents and being with them, but after 8 years, I'm pretty used to not being around them.  But, I don't no anyone, I don't have a job, I don't have school.  There is no common denominator to build from, with anything.  Yet, I believe that God is here, with me.  Yet, I believe that I'm supposed to be here, for something.  Maybe it is just to rest and read.  Maybe it is to heal.  Probably both of those. 

I hate new beginnings.  Life was great.  I had great friends and a good place to live.(I won't call it great because it wasn't exactly well kept.  If you've been there, you know what I mean.)  And then, I'm thrown into this weirdness.  But I reckon that I must persevere.  I must seek God, and His rest, and His provision.